Sodapop Curtis Quotes Novels & Stories

“I think they invited me to join them.” “They would,” Aidan said. “They’re asking every woman who wanders past, so Jax sent Curtis over to keep ‘em in line.” “That’d do it,” Zoe muttered. “He’s mega-scary.” “Scarier than King?” Jo asked, slurping the last of her Cosmo. “‘Cause I can’t imagine anyone scarier than King.” Zoe considered her question seriously. “Hmmmmm. OK, no. Not scarier than King, ‘cause King is his own brand of terrifying. Curtis is terrifying-esque. Terrifying lite. But still a damn beast.”

I shook my head and went to sit across Audrey. She was laughing at the quotes on the wall. “These are hilarious,” she said, reading one aloud: ‘I don’t need you to brag about me, I just don’t want you to deny me in front of people. – FART!’ Her laughter burst out, filling the café. I just stared, completely captivated. Every laugh, every sparkle in her eyes, it was contagious. “Here’s another one!” she giggled. ‘What a life! Eggs every single day… eggs, eggs, eggs… Do you know who said that?’ Her eyes gleamed mischievously.

He was already threatening fire and brimstone if he handled the person. His attention was brought back to the circle, when Clem tapped him on his thigh. He had zoned out whilst ruminating on those thoughts. "What is the problem?" Derek asked him, and he shook his head. "Nothing, just stuff. What were you guys discussing?" He queried, taking note of the frown on Curtis' face. Had they thrown him a jab already? He remembered that the Curtis from when they had been young had a saucy personality, never liked jabs and plays, and preferred staying alone. He wondered if that personality still stands now.

Suddenly, I thought of my parents and vowed to call them when I got home. The meal continued until everyone was stuffed to the gills. “I have to go,” Curt said in a low voice. “Must you?” I asked, truly enjoying his company. “You haven’t had dessert yet.” He laughed. “I’m so stuffed as it is that I’ll need to let out my pants.” “No way,” I said as I leaned in for a quick kiss. “You look fabulous.” “I have to get out of here before I blow up like a balloon.” I laughed as I took another sip of my wine.

But that was the deal at Curves, and Curtis knew it: the ladies serving up the alcohol had to keep the clients happy and relaxed, and flirtatious conversation was a big part of that. “She’s cute, huh?” Aidan had commented. Curtis had grunted. “Yeah, I know you think so.” Aidan had shaken his scruffy blond head. “Christ, man, you actually smiled at her. It was terrifying to behold, but it was also kinda nice to see. I had no idea you even could smile.” “Shut it, Carter.” Curtis had stalked away again, his glower firmly fixed back in place.

They also had their card held up. “Jordan.” Kelly said and the whole room turned to see the woman in question blushing. Grinning, Jordan nodded. “My granddaddy always said it. My grandma was never sure if he was talking about being surrounded by the enemy or kids.” “Either way,” Charlotte laughed, “being surrounded simplifies things.” “How many more?” Someone asked loudly. “Someone is getting hangry.” Charlotte laughed and clicked the key on the computer. The program that Camille and Trevor had written for this, shuffled the quotes and pulled up another one. “Last one. Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before. Mae West.”

“I always told everyone you were working, but the only thing you were doing was finding your next dick to suck.” “Sure, you are the victim. You are always the victim. Everyone feel sorry for Lilly. I can’t believe you are still playing the victim card. I-“ “That’s enough Carolyn. Don’t say another word. That is your daughter, you need to shut your damn mouth.” Curtis snaps, his usually polite voice, loud and commanding obedience.

“You gonna have a housewarming thing?” “Maria wants to, so yeah.” Curtis laughed, thinking about the conversation with Aidan a minute earlier. “She’s got you right where she wants you, huh?” “You know it, Manning.” “Yeah.” Curtis looked over at Tessa again, saw Aidan with his arm around Gabi. “We’re all the same.” “Who are?” “Us badass fuckers who can take down most anyone with our baby finger – but if our women ask us for anything, we melt like butter.”

“Humph! I won’t die. And you won’t win.” Now Austin was laughing at Curtis. He wiped his tears and said with his eyes darkening, “You will die.” “Tsk,” clicked Curti’s tongue. “And know this… A hundred precent you won’t be leaving here alive.” Curtis’s chest was heaving up and down. “Your head will snap in between my fangs.” “You cocky prick!” “You ass wipes!” shouted back Austin.

Curtis sipped the wine again, rising from the seat and getting for himself a glass of icy water from the fridge. While he returned to his seat, Susan was still looking at him and every move he made. “I know your business is getting tough, but,….” She paused and walked to the fridge to get both of them some desserts, fruity podding. “I am stuffed.” Curtis sighed and only drank his water. Less half of the dish was remained…